Judge — November 7, 1885 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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How Snediker was Hurt. A YACHTING stony Starboard says it was Snediker’s own fault that he had his head ent open by the boom and was knocked overboard and caught the pneumonia, but it wasn’t; any fellow might have had hard luck under the circum- stan You see Snediker went to all the yacht races this year, and became in a wonderfully short time. team boat yachtsman. It was true that he had not had much practical experience, but had he not talked, cheek by jowe, with a hundred men who knew mors yacht r than all the New York Yaeht Club put t d had he not criticized the man- ve ** Puritan” and “ Genesta” 1 boldly as anv of them? It t fellow. ker would be about Starboard thoug ood man to invi wn in the country Ta race on the * Whirlwind.” This just snited Snediker. If there was one feature of yachting that Snediker loved more than any other it was To dash throngh th with son her and your swash! Ile would show fellow e * Puritan dodges!” The unpleasantness began the morning of * Anchor's bro yelled Starboard, * Deuce it has; make the eit back.” “Go back there to your tiller and let her come up You don’t mean to abin rt who come u “Down with your tiller or you will upset her, you Iubber!” “ft won't go down—it only works side- rd ran aft, pashed Saediker back- he fell down the companion way. lay did not commence altogether but after they were nicely started, Snediker began to enjoy the sport » Snediker, trim down the main Snediker thought this was a queer thing todo, but he went to work with his jack- knife without asking any questions. “What are you cutting that rope for, y barn-yard idiot? Pall on the main sh Snediker had some id sheet, but there were choose fi He took dom and commenced to jerk, but Starly caught him by the ieg and threw him down in the cockpit. Snediker was a good hearted fellow, though, and did not’ say Id ian, We'll beat arry the stick out of “You bet we have, them, if we have to Starboard kicked viciously at him, but Snediker dodged it, and landed in the lunch basket without hurting himself. ** Tlard-a-lee!” o—hardly, that time,” suggested cunningly, from a safe distance. light up your jib sheets, quick, a match and the kero- an, stoically, and inquired «bout the bedding, but he saw that something was wrong and retreated to the cabi Starbourd had not a single for him, but let him. stay came to the turning buoy, “Now, come up here, you clod-hopping farmer. All the bouts are in a bunch here, and we have got to gybe!”” “Oh, we have, hey thing to do, is it? just hits m i That’s the proper All right, old man, that Come on, you rotten canal cup, old moss bunker! Hire a } River oil-lighter! Two to the dock beats you, you Hoboken coal- Starboard did not say anything. He was amean sort of a fellow. “He just let the boom come over with full force, and it hit Snediker on the head, as he stood on the . Snediker, we shall have to com- tacking.” You are not going rpet, now?” “We've got to t the race with a quarrel about pulling up the | liker refused to do it after he mud on his white tlann 0 Starboard did it himself, let Snediker take the tiller. windward rail, yelling, and knocked him overboard. Of course, it hurt him, any fellow would have been sick, at, you cabbage grower!” eR M to work on that A LITTLE MISTAKE. The Professor's ke imiring glance Fell on the pupil's face wks, 0 form of m bright, bl tebe k eyes, s with Coquettish ease Against the woodew bench— * Allow me, Miss, to ask She murmured, deen F ‘The Professor started with a frown; Could he have heard ould right? hardene Shine through those eye depraved And could he, should he, ought he to Allow her to be free And joke with a learned Prof., An ALM, Ph. Dot The little maid turned white and red And trembled “neath uy pretty, dimpled The tears went trick frown; rock At this old, ba ful college-— five hundre le knowledge? miles ically speaking, The P had a beart, And it thumped against his waist-coat When he saw the teardrops start; dkerchief And mopping off his Ii And wiping off his spectac’es In sooth! nes he said: *T would su when you joke Now, pl In English, is your name, comicbooks.com